I have discovered, the key to success is SUPERVISION. Found out it is only a FEW of the dirty dozen that have a proclivity for eating my radishes and beans, the rest really do pretty much stick to the weeds. So, after several warnings went unheeded, the bad boys had their toenails painted (for future identification purposes, not as some sort of transexual torture) and they were relegated to grazing inside a chicken tractor. The rest of the crew did a pretty decent job weeding the garden, with minimal trampling. I put them in in groups of six, and kept a close eye on them, on occasion re-directing them to the weeds. Several of them very daintily plucked blades of grass from between the onions, and delicately trimmed AROUND the beans. The peas are irresistible to all however, so I have to stand guard near them! I did find it prudent to harvest the lettuce before turning them loose as well-far too tempting a delicacy. Thought you might enjoy some pictures-I was pretty proud of these guys![/img] "We were FRAMED!" This is what you call IMPROVISING Cooling off after a hard afternoon of weeding the garden! Is this a duck or goose? We really aren't sure. Anybody?